The topic of the women's association was a relaxing massage. My wife remembered it and did it for me. Such a wife started saying she wanted to begin yoga. Apparently, the woman who taught her massage is also a yoga instructor. If my wife wants to do it, I said OK. A few days later, when I returned home from work, my wife was in the middle of a yoga lesson, and I couldn't take my eyes off the instructor with her overflowing breasts. And before I knew it, I ended up signing up for the next yoga lesson. The lesson started under the guidance of instructor Sumire Jusumi, but I couldn't stop thinking about her body. Finally, we meditated and relaxed. As I closed my eyes, Sumire Jusumi began massaging me, but her hands started playing with my crotch, and as I became erect, she trapped and stroked me with her soft, massive breasts...
